The last couple of days has been very emotional. Jeremy has a really hard time at school. Mike and I are constantly at school fighting for him, wanting him to be treated fair. He's such a good, wonderful boy we just need him to get a chance.. This has not been his year. With both of us working full time it doesn't leave much time to give Jeremy what he needs. So with a lot of talking, prayer and thought we have decided that its best I quit my job. I have worked since I was 16. I don't even know how to not work. Ive done hair the last 15 of those years. A job I love very much. This is going to be so weird however I am more excited than I ever thought I would be. All I ever wanted to be was a stay at home mom. Cook, clean, have baked good ready when Jeremy came home from school. And now I get to do that. I feel so blessed. Truly blessed. Mostly to have a husband that works hard enough to afford me to stay home. We both just love Jeremy so much we want him to get the best he deserves. And I will do whatever I need to make sure he gets that. So...as of August 17th I will be done working. I felt like three months was a good time to let all my clients know. And this way i'll have the last week before off right before school starts. I have the best clients a hairstylist could ask for. Truly. The best. Im really going to miss my job but incredibly excited for this new adventure.
This was how the whole thing started...
It was a Tuesday. I was at work. I didn't usually work Tuesdays. I was getting phone calls and text messages that things were not good with Jeremy at school. The Monday before and even the Thursday and Friday the week before and been really rough for all of us. Jeremy was being sent home for dumb reasons, and just being made a bad guy and them not seeing the Autism that was controlling his mind. So Tuesday Mike kept texting me what was going on. I was so upset and at whits end as to what to do. I kept thinking to myself the last few weeks, "I need to quit my job, I really need to stop working but there is just no way its even possible. How am I going to make it through these next 6 years?" So as Mike was texting me he said "what do you think would really help Jeremy, do you think it would benefit him if you were home for him everyday after school?" I of course thought he was meaning for me to not work past 2:00 and pick him up everyday. My reply was "yes I do think it would benefit him but you don't want to know what I really think would benefit him most" He wanted to talk right then but I couldn't. I said lets talk after Jeremy goes to bed. So later than night, as soon as he went to bed, Mike came in our room, shut the door and started talking. 30 min went by and I never said I felt like I needed to quit and he never brought it up. We just talked about all the stresses and what we could do to help him. All of the sudden he told me to get out my calculator. He had some numbers he waned me to add up. He said a few numbers times a few more...is this about your salary right there? Ya it is actually. He said "I think you should consider quitting your job, with the amount of money I loose from leaving early to get Jeremy and with the bills you pay out anyway with hair, its pretty much a wash" I told him thats what I had been thinking Jeremy needed but never thought it was even a possibility. He said "really you would quit, I didn't think you would?" I told him how I felt, that I wanted nothing more than to stay home, we both looked at each other and said well ok then, thats that. We both felt the exact same way so the process was so easy. We decided Id work through the end of the summer and that would be it. Ive never felt such peace in making a decision with Mike.
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